dance

all he wanted was to dance
feel the breeze through his hair
as all the girls prance
he wanted things to be fair

his brother wouldn't let him win
let him move his feet
for he thaught it was a sin
he wanted him dead by the end of the week

he had that perfect girl
her hair was black curls
he loved to watch her twirl
make her feel on top of the world

brother ended there love
smashed his heart into the air
with just one switf move of the glove
and there lives ended in dispare